a moment.That moment was quickly swept up and here I am two hours later withPumpkin bread finished and apple bread in the oven with the laundry folded and waiting to find it's rightful place. (I have a little helper here!)

It feels like so long since I have posted so here it goes... a week plus a day of what we were and are up to:

This is a written journey of motherhood but also a place for artistic release... something that is mine for me to do when I have forgotten who me is. It is a journal and a guide and a memory holder. There will be magic and mayhem, honesty and fabrication, and lots of dreaming.